"Because the late knight seemed to favor appearance over practicality, strikingly blond locks included," Lorne says dryly. He's fairly sure if there are eyes left, they might yet be a discernible blue. Depending on how long he's been deceased, anyway. He doesn't want to check. Perhaps Lorne shouldn't speak ill of the dead, but what he says isn't slanderous: Theobald had shown up with quite a bit of glittery fanfare, and it had been hard to take him seriously as a result.

"Hm." What is he going to do with this now? Lorne thinks about it for a moment, runs through the various authorities in the village. "Probably take it to the church; even if I'm wrong, they deserve proper funeral rites and someone will need to send word to Haguenne. The surgeon may warrant a look, too, for identification."